what do you want, petey goldfeder? my mom says your mom hasn't rsvped for my birthday party today. rsvp, it's f fnch for "are yououoming or not?" i'll let you know, which is judy for "don't count on it." you know you have to go to that birthday party. not gonna happen, cap'n, look, you need to listen to your big sister all right? birthday parties are a lot of fun, and i don't want you to miss out. plus, i really want some cake, and i can't show up to a nine-year-old's birthday party alone. it's kind of creepy. let's go. but birthday parties are stupid. how do you know if you've never actually been? my conclusion is based on the concordance of multiple premises that are generally assumed to be true. plus, i hate kids. they're annoying. well, then, you u ould fit right in. woman singing: oh, when danger comes to you you know i'll stand beside ya 'cause ain't nobody keep their head so cool i'll always find a way a way out of the fire but don't tell nobody tell nobody i'm not perfect so many things i want to tell you but i i keep it undercover livin' my life on red alert doin' my thing